â€œPaper, paper…â€, it is a familiar sound which one hears once in a week. Now-a-days, we hear it only once in a month. He was the one who used to cover our area to collect old Newspapers once in a week or a month.
Now-a-days, he appears only once in two months. There were piles of old Newspapers in my house and I was waiting for his arrival to sell them enmass. The price of Rs. 15 per kg was quite acceptable and after a gap of three months, I â€˜invitedâ€™ the chap to my house and he was very glad was when I called him. I brought out the entire collection of old Newspapers and he was very happy to weigh them as soon as he was ready for it. In fact, I heaved a Sigh of relief because the room in which I kept the papers was full of old papers lying scattered all over.
After weighing the papers, he quoted the rate, â€œSir, it is Rs. 30 per Kgâ€ â€œI am really happy because, the rate used to be Rs. 20 per Kg. isnâ€™t it?â€, â€œYeah, but in those days, I was buying the old ones but, of late, I am just helping you to keep your rooms clean- so, you are the person who should give the amount quoted by meâ€.
â€œGet lostâ€, I said and went in.